MADISON
When I arrived home from work, I see Detective Marks's car in the driveway, so I decided to say hello. As I get to the cottage, I see he is quite busy packing bags, I wonder why...maybe it has to do with his case. I stop and stand in the doorway, just watching his half-naked, perfectly sculpted muscles moving as he is packing his bags. As he is bending over, I can not help but to watch his tight butt in his pants. I can not keep on staring at him forever, I need to say something;
"Moving out already Detective?"
"Yes, but only for two days, then I will move back in. Why, will you miss me?
His question has just blown me away. I do not know how to answer him. If I say yes, then I will be admitting that I like him...if I say no, then it could give him the idea that I do not care. But I have to answer him...something...anything. His body is affecting my mind and my speech. I wake myself up and ask him;
"For two days...going where?"
